Electricity sing and play along

I can't really explain it;

I haven't got the words.

It's a feeling that you can't as con as trol.

I suppose it's like forgetting, losing who you are,

and at the same time, something makes you whole.

It's like that there's music playing in your ear,

and I'm list'ning and I'm list'ning,

and then I disappear.

And then I feel a change like a fire ing deep inside,

something bursting me wide open, impossible to hide.

And suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird,

like electricity.

Electricity sparks inside of me, and I'm free,

I'm free.

It's a bit like being angry,

a bit like being scared, con a fused and all mixed up,

as mad as hell.

It's sup like when you've been crying,

empty, and you're full, and but I don't know is;

it's hard to tell.

It's like that there's music playing in your ear,

but the music is impos ble,

impossible to hear.

But then I feel it move like a burning deep inside,

something bursting me wide open, impossible to hide.

And suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird,

like electricity.

Electricity sparks inside of me, and I'm free,

I'm free.

It's a side of me, and I'm free,

I'm free, free,

I'm free.